Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on October 16, 2012
Waiting for the train
Rail road station denizens
Every size and shape
Submitted by Benjamin Gorman on October 15, 2012
Green praying mantis
holds vigil at my window
lethal elegance
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on October 15, 2012
Guarded by the trains
Hidden among rail road tracks
Ware houses’ secrets
Submitted by Neil McKay on October 14, 2012
When a poet’s work is done, he dies
Like coho salmon. Like distant stars, like fruit flies
I didn’t mean for this to rhyme
But there's much to do in what's left of my time.
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on October 14, 2012
Coffee greets the day
French bakery bliss awaits me
Good morning pear tart
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